Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
[Verse 1: Man]
Oh no, another flow lyrica fo'
If it gets deep, jump in feet first hold yo' nose
I'm a beast you step on my toe you hear my whistle
Checkin 'em hoe, you see my pistol it go
I couldn't wait to do a right, hardly 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, with it, awww shit it
Now y'all done did it, supper ready y'all get it
Now who stop me block me pop lock me knock me
Jamaica posse high Haile Selassie
Allah willin, another sound boy
I'm hot bitch I catch cold or catch feelings
The truth be the ghetto
And Def Jam y'all the Meth Man take care of his fam
what y'all better do
Examine our we plannin to win
Worldwide the people we be jammin again
[Verse 2:
way for Reggie Hammond
Got hoes than grand canyon
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
I, shoot at your make you start dancin
I'm pissin on your where ya campin
Doctor got the ziplock Ziggy
the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip code
Got bitches fucked up off the
I tip toe, then wait till they over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) Selecta in the air
No Belvedere it's Tiger Bone to get it
Aiyyo dread right or
I'm a sinner, winner of the swimmers
Eat dinner, in front of Bob pin up
[Chorus:
I don't care about your bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me
BLAOW!!! Shoot it up BLAOW!!! it up
I don't care about your bling bling
Over we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! One
BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! it up
3: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley]
I neva wonda why so much ganja ya
And dem a wonda how so much feature
Blunt dem so big a must a Bob and Peter
Teach it like a teacher preach it like a
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under
Gimme di rizla gimme di and a sensimillia
Gimme di chunks gimme di cup and a senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble when mi ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna and di bleacha
Jumpin off on di , you best believe yah
Babylon a smell skunk and get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle ghetto dem get di crippled
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a
Everytime when we hear politician trippin
When a di big promote I'm right there wid di clip in
So just now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin
Got a big forty five it's trigga finga
Then mi buck up yuh so far yuh don't know what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi cabin
It is slappin jappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a dead
woman a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks di benz and have recline switchin
If a bwoy nuh dat him may end up missin
Rastafari dun yuh but yuh don't listen
[Outro:
Play this song on your radio, play this song on your fuckin radio